I laughed when I heard the story, but I couldn’t quite picture it. Mason has always struck me as more of a guacamole and hummus guy. But Sunday night showed me how wrong I was.

We were at my friend Kerry’s house so that Mason could play with her son Sal (the little shark pictured here), and we decided to order dinner. The boys split a burger, which Sal happily ate. Mason, on the other hand, slurped handful after handful of ketchup. (Bummed I didn’t get a photo–I was too worried about keeping Mason’s ketchup-covered hands off of Kerry’s pretty tablecloth!) Of course, I wanted him to eat his burger–we still have weight challenges after all. But the ketchup I gave him to dip it in turned into his entree. Once his ketchup was gone, he went after mine–and kept clamoring for more.

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While her culinary adventures have taken her around the world, Heather Morgan Shott thinks cooking in her own shoebox-size kitchen is tops. On High Chair Times, she chronicles the good, the bad, and the downright maddening experiences of feeding Mr. Picky—her toddler son Mason who’s developed a major ‘tude about what he will and will not eat. Read Full Bio